To The River!

It was a super sunny hot spring day--in March, can you believe this? So, of course, we went to the river.

Trooper's not a really a water dog, so we're doing this slowly. It was ridiculously hot out, and the little guy doesn't drink enough water. Time to go in, buddy.

I gently put him in up to his ankles where he froze like it was bath time. (Also, the water is freezing. Snow run off.) So, we just stayed here and I cupped water over him.  

Zephyr and I like the water. All paws in. (My toenails aren't painted! So embarrassing).

Zephyr could spend all day in the water chewing on a stick. Simple pleasures for a happy dog.  

Shake! 

Zephyr's stick stuck in the mud. A perfect place for him to chew on it.  

 Dude, don't swallow it! Spit it out! And, he did, luckily in the backyard, later, instead of in the back of the jeep. (This blog could have been named Dog Barf Diaries, just as easily.)

 My stick!

 He looks ferocious, but Zephyr's being splashed with water, which he LOVES. He could play this game for hours.

It's not often I get to see all of his teeth. Those are some shiny white chops He likes his sticks. (Can we teach Trooper to chew too?)

We walked all the way to the end of the trail, played in the water, twice, and are heading back to the jeep. Trooper was about to crash out on the trail. He's all sandy wet and has that zombie, "I had to much fun" look. Zephyr's waiting in the back.

The home scene. He walked in the door and fell asleep in his wet harness, crash. He likes to sleep on Zephyr's bed under the staircase. Look at that little mop. I love him.

d, xo

p.s. Hey! Trooper finished up the last of his antibiotics this morning! Yay! No more cat food/soft cheese gooey-fingers-before-coffee mornings. Can we get an AMEN!

His mouth seems to be good. No sore spots. He no longer winces when you touch his muzzle. His coat is looking shinier and less flaky by the day. We may have ourselves a near-healthy dog!

And that REALLY deserves an AMEN TOO. xo